it’s a rose alright…
for what petals represent
-love, hope or beauty
my finger bleeds to remind
of thorny beds it sleeps on
-fights ephemerality
Concealed
it’s a rose alright…
for what petals represent
-love, hope or beauty
my finger bleeds to remind
of thorny beds it sleeps on
-fights ephemerality
Reena Saxena 
You wrote something magical here, Reena ❤
Sincerely,
David
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Thanks a ton!
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Yes, thorns are a part of the beauty.
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Undeniably so.
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I love this poem. Wonderful mastery of the form.
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Thank you so much, Luanne!
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You’re welcome!
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Fantastic poem, Reena! One must accept the thorns if it wants a bed of roses. 😉
ephemerality
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Thank you, Yvette!
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Excellent… beyond the beauty, one can find the bite of the thorn. I love this, Reena. 🌹
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Thank you so much!
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A subtle message that sleeps within the last line is fabulously presented. Well-penned!
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Thank you so much, Balroop!
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